Zhou Weiqing: Deny Me the God King Throne, and the God of Destruction Has Chosen Death

"Brother, have you seen Xiao Wutong lately? I have no idea where that child ran off to. I asked Rongrong and Zhuqing, but Xiao Wutong wasn't with them."

Just as Tang San was thinking that the God of Destruction had chosen death and considering how to scheme against him, Xiao Wu came over to ask about their daughter.

"I sent her to Douluo Continent to have fun for a few days."

"Douluo Continent? That's where you and I first met, Brother. I wonder if Xiao Wutong will meet a boy she likes."

"She probably will." Tang San reassuringly patted Xiao Wu's head. After briefly explaining things to her, he contacted Daming and Erming of the Clear Sky Sect.

"Daming, Erming."

"Third Brother."

Inside Clear Sky Fortress, when a wisp of Tang San's Sea God's Projection descended, the two burly men who had been drinking immediately stood up to show their respect.

"Daming, Erming, some time ago, I observed the stars and saw that a Son of Destiny had been born on Douluo Continent. It would be a great pity if this child could not be used by me, which is why I sent Wutong there."

"However, the Fortune of that Son of Destiny has now weakened somewhat. I am worried something might happen to him, so Erming, go take a look. When the time comes, I will send part of my power into your body and confirm how much Fortune he still has."

"Yes, Third Brother."

"Also, I can sense that this Son of Destiny had an extremely miserable childhood. He could only rely on his mother, and now she has also died. I truly cannot bear to see someone else lose their mother. So, Daming, go to the White Tiger Duke's Mansion and bring back the soul of a maid named Huo Yun'er, who recently died there. I will take her to the God Realm, so that after the Son of Destiny ascends to godhood, mother and son can reunite."

"Yes, Third Brother. You are truly too benevolent."

"Mhm, go. Bring that soul back early, lest something unexpected happen."

As Tang San spoke, that wisp of projection rapidly faded until it vanished. Only after it had completely disappeared did the two burly men finally let out breaths of relief and sit back down on the sofa.

"No matter how many times I see it, Third Brother's presence is still so oppressive. Just now, I thought that if I accidentally said something wrong, Third Brother would slap me to death." Erming, transformed from the Titan Giant Ape, said with lingering fear.

Daming smacked him across the head. "What are you thinking? Third Brother isn't that kind of person. It's only because he is a Rank 1 God with one foot in the God King Realm, so his pressure is a little stronger. What kind of person do you take Third Brother for?"

"Ah... Big Brother, take it easy. I was just saying it casually. Who is Third Brother? How could we not know?"

"As long as you know. All these years, Third Brother has borne enough pressure just to stop other Gods from casually targeting Douluo Continent. Stop talking nonsense and adding to his burden. Hurry up and get to work."

"Okay." Erming agreed, and the two set off separately.

After giving Daming and Erming their orders, Tang San met with Zhou Weiqing, a subordinate of the God of Destruction, in the God Realm. Tang San sat in the seat of honor while Zhou Weiqing, the God of Destruction, knelt on one knee and saluted him.

"Lord Sea God."

"There is no need for this. We are both Rank 1 Gods. Such a grand salute is far too much for me."

Tang San pointed to the seat beside him, signaling Zhou Weiqing to sit.

"No, this is a salute Lord Sea God deserves. Back then, Lord Sea God wished to pass down the Asura God's divine throne to me, but I was young and reckless then and failed to understand Lord Sea God's goodwill. Now..."

Zhou Weiqing lowered his head in shame. "Now, I can only inherit the position of a Rank 1 God. I have failed Lord Sea God's expectations. If Lord Sea God needs it, I, Zhou Weiqing, swear that even if Lord Sea God asks me to kill the God of Destruction, I will not hesitate in the slightest."

Zhou Weiqing spoke with conviction. Although the God of Destruction had also treated him well, finding him when he was about to die of old age and allowing him to inherit the Rank 1 God position of the God of Destruction.

But Zhou Weiqing was clearly not grateful to the God of Destruction for that. Appearing before him when he was in the greatest danger and on the verge of death, then having him inherit a divine throne—Zhou Weiqing seriously suspected that it had all been planned by the God of Destruction.

Tang San had intended for Zhou Weiqing to obtain a God King Throne, yet the God of Destruction had only allowed him to become a Rank 1 God and expected him to be endlessly grateful and sing praises for saving his life. How could that possibly be acceptable?

He, Zhou Weiqing, was not a three-year-old child. With his God King Talent, he had only obtained a Rank 1 God position because of the God of Destruction's selfishness, yet he was expected to be eternally grateful. How could Zhou Weiqing endure that?

Therefore, he only obeyed the God of Destruction on the surface, while secretly waiting for the day Tang San killed him.

Only when both the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life disappeared forever could Zhou Weiqing's hatred be soothed.

After confirming that Zhou Weiqing truly resented the God of Destruction, Tang San sighed. "Don't say that. It is also my fault that you failed to inherit a God King Throne. If I had persisted a little longer back then, you would not have been left with only a Rank 1 God position."

"Lord Sea God!"

Zhou Weiqing was deeply moved. As expected, Tang San was the one who truly treated him well. Following the God of Destruction had been a complete waste of his talent. The God of Destruction was truly despicable, yet he had given him a Rank 1 God position and forced him to be eternally grateful.

"Enough. What happened has already happened, and there is no way to make up for it now. It is only a pity to waste your talent. I will think of another solution for you in the future."

"Thank you, Lord Sea God."

"As for now..." Tang San's face was filled with helplessness. "If possible, I truly do not wish to fight Destruction. That would undoubtedly weaken the God Realm's strength. And although I have methods to contend with the Seven Deadly Sins, I am still ultimately a little short."

"Please rest assured, Lord Sea God. If you need me, at that critical moment, I will certainly become your support and help you defeat the God of Destruction."

Tang San fell silent for a moment, then seemed to nod helplessly. "If possible, I do not want you to fall into disgrace, but I truly have no other choice."

"Lord Sea God, for the sake of your ideals, what does my reputation matter? As long as you need me, I will become the sharpest blade in your hand to pierce the God of Destruction."

Tang San nodded in satisfaction, showing that he had indeed not misjudged him.

As Tang San gained Zhou Weiqing's allegiance, Tian Meng had nearly finished studying, and Xiao Qiang arrived at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.

Looking at the futuristic buildings, Xiao Qiang knew that everything depended on this one attempt.

If he succeeded, Xiao Qiang would obtain vast resources and reach level forty within a year. Then, he could fuse with the Ice Empress and find the Snow Empress as a bodyguard. He would cultivate safely all the way to Limit Douluo. Whether it was power, status, money, or treasures, as long as Xiao Qiang wanted them, he could obtain them easily.

But if he failed and did not obtain the resources, failed to reach level forty ahead of time, and did not have the Snow Empress as a bodyguard, then considering Mu En of Shrek, he would likely lose everything.

"Let's go, Brother Sky Dream. Everything depends on this one attempt."